Fengshan Mountain is thousands of feet high, with evil valleys that are like the underworld, and dangerous peaks directly above the nine heavens.

In addition to its steepness, it also has its own kingly spirit, which is like a seal of the Dingshi world. It is located in the northern territory of China. Since the ancient times, the human saint king has represented the human dynasty that stands firmly and never falls. It is also like one of the five qi fortune pillars that stand up to the sky. It is in line with Penglai Pavilion, the Immortal Island of the East Region, the White Jade Capital in the Sky in the South Region, the Kunlun Yaochi Pond in the West Region, and the Xuanwu God in the Central Region, supporting the Shenzhou Daotong that is as sunny as the sky.

On the temple where the ancient immortals preached on the top of Fengchan Mountain, there was a copper tripod that was nine feet tall, nine feet in diameter, and three feet and two ears. This tripod had no divine power and was not a magical tool, but it was filled with divine incense. After counting it carefully, there were hundreds of them. Each branch was full of blue smoke and ignited, and the owls were curling, as if they were invisible luck, unpredictable and invisible. The top responded to the sky and the bottom followed the Taoist throne.

On the way through the mountaintop temple, there are rugged sky roads winding upwards, with nine turns, and each turning point can be set up. At the last step leading to the temple, there is another one, a total of ten formations. In ancient traditions of the northern region of China, anyone who wants to lead to the Fengshan Immortal Road and go to the bronze tripod on the ancient immortals preaching the temple will have to break through these ten formations.

At this time, at the foot of Fengshan Mountain, before a vast stone gate that had been standing for many years, the five elders of Daxue Mountain had arrived. They knelt on the cushion and faced the ancient immortal temple on the top of Fengshan Mountain, performing the grand ceremony of three bows and nine bows. Behind them, there were many young disciples from Nanzhan, all of whom were solemn. As the five elders worshiped, their expressions were solemn, and invisible pressure was floating in the air.

On both sides of the stone gate, the Master of Pure Yang Dao Dao sat on the right, the Master of Yin Ling Dao and the Talisman Dao sat on the right, quietly waiting for the five elders to finish their worship.

"Five fellow Taoists of the ancestors, a stick of incense on Fengshan Mountain, you can set up a Taoist road in Shenzhou. No one can regard you Nanzhan as a barbarian. How many younger generations do you want to send to worship the Taoist throne? As long as you can tolerate it, the various paths of my northern region will not be involved. Even the younger generation who have worshipped into other paths before, are so powerful that they can return to the Nanzhan Taoist throne with permission from the elders. No one will stop it for no reason!"

The Master of Pure Yang Dao spoke indifferently and talked about the rules of establishing Taoism. The five elders and the only junior Nan Zhan who were watching the ceremony were heard quietly. Some of them were superficial. When they heard these words, there was a happier look on their faces.

"But, you need to go up the mountain to break through ten formations, revealing your cultivation level, and only after you break through these ten formations can you be qualified to establish a Taoist in the Northern Region. Even if you can't break through this formation, even if you can't help you, these ten formations follow the ancient etiquette and are protected by the elders of the Golden Dan Realm or the true disciples of several other sects. If you lose, you can admit defeat in advance, those disciples will not make things difficult for you!"

The Master of Pure Yang Dao spoke lightly again, talking about the ten-form rule.

The master of the Talisman Daodao smiled whisperingly: "If you can't make it, don't force yourself to avoid losing your life in vain!"

"Senior Sister Li... these ten rounds are very dangerous, right?"

Behind, Ye Guyin suddenly felt a trembling heart and couldn't help looking at Li Hongyi beside him.

Beside her, a girl in green clothes holding a guzheng in her arms and a girl in a robe with a delicate figure but a dull expression, leaning towards her nervously. The two girls have low cultivation levels, and now they only have the peak of foundation building cultivation, one step away from breaking through the golden elixir and reaching the sky. She is also very brave and can't see the situation clearly.

"What the seniors said was very easy, but I also think it wouldn't be that simple..."

Even Li Hongyi was a little nervous at this time and sighed in a low voice. Her eyes looked straight at the gate of Fengshan Mountain.

"I have lived for more than a thousand years and have little life span. Wherever I die is not death, I don't know if the disciples of all the Tao have the ability to take away my life. Haha, four old friends, let's go now, I'm clearing the way for you..."

The old monster Wanluo with a strange hair laughed and stood up, tidied up his robe, and then took a big step forward.

"My old friend, please wait. Your old and hard spear is better to be in the back!"

At this moment, the old man Huqin grabbed the old monster Wanluo and smiled and said, "The ten formations of Fengshan are more difficult than the other. The more you are behind, the more difficult it is. If you work hard in the front, wouldn't you take advantage? I have been the number one person in the Chu realm for hundreds of years and have returned this title to you. In addition, you have practiced broadly and you know and understand more than us. Let's skip the formation first for the first few formations!"

While speaking, the old man Huqin glanced over the other three old friends, as if he was thinking about something.

"I will take the lead in this first period!"

He was wearing a sword robe, as if he was a hundred years old, the head of the Sword Washing Courtyard of Daxue Mountain, Long Jianting stood up, and in the sword box behind him, he roared a lot, looking at Fengshan Mountain, which had mostly hidden in the clouds and mists, and sighed in a low voice: "I claim to be extraordinary swordsmanship. I have never married in my life, have never had descendants, and have always been self-confidence. I have never left Nanzhan in my life, have never gone to the Demon Abyss to fight, nor have I ever gone to the Demon Land to realize the vast swordsmanship. I have many regrets. I finally accepted a disciple when I was old. I am very talented and far better than me. I originally thought that this would become the only thing I deserved to be proud of in my life, but who would have expected that she would come to China soon..."

When he said this, there was a little sadness in his voice. He paused before suppressing the sadness in his voice. He raised his breath and said loudly: "My girl in red, if I die, I hope you will help me find Xiao Xue's disciple and try... to cure her!"

After saying that, don't linger, and walk forward with great strides.

Li Hongyi said in a trembling voice: "Senior, don't worry, I will find Junior Sister Xiao if I travel all over China!"

"Among the five elders, I am the youngest, so I will make the first move and explore the way for the older brothers!"

"Swoosh!"

Long Jianting opened his right hand, and the sword box behind him flew into the air, and then the purple bamboo box broke open and a sword jumped into his hand.

"Ci'er, the ancestor knows your feelings. I often scolded you before, but in the future, no matter whether I am absent or absent, I will no longer scold you. I know that you are actually very diligent, maybe not as talented as Huang'er... Forget it, you are actually not inferior to your talent, but you are weaker. If you have a clue in the future, your cultivation is much stronger than your ancestor and your emperor brother. Let's make your decision on the future!"

Chu Taishang specially changed into an imperial robe, stood with his hands behind his back, and gave instructions on his back.

"Old ancestor, Ci'er understands, Ci'er has always understood..."

Behind him, Chu Ci, wearing a robe of flowing clouds and water, agreed, and Yingying bowed to the ground.

Chu Taishang hesitated for a long time and wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and didn't continue.

The old man Huqin had two disciples behind him, but he didn't say much. He seemed to be full of passion at this time. He just paused and waved to Ye Guyin and Ying Qiaoqiao who wanted to speak but stopped, and said softly: "I will teach you the last lesson. When I was young, I was not a ruler. I have violated the rules a lot for making a living. But I thought to myself that it was ridiculous for a while, and I was just a frivolous young man. I was just a little bit of introspection. I could only defend the righteousness, and I could be worthy of the hearts of the people and the world!"

The old eyes fell on Ying Qiaoqiao's face: "A disciple, if you hate him, scold him, beat him, or even kill him, but don't hide from him, don't hold your resentment in your heart, so as not to hurt your heart. If you can't forget it, just let it go, don't make things difficult for yourself!"

Ying Qiaoqiao suddenly burst into tears, her body softened, she knelt on the ground, hugged the old man Huqin's legs, and Hu Tao cried.

"I've given this Taoist book to you, but I really haven't hidden my private life..."

Not far away, Zhang Daoyi was also secretly stuffing a formation map to Hou Guimen and said a little embarrassedly.

"I've secretly copied a copy myself..."

Hou Guimen also had red and swollen eyes and whispered, Zhang Daoyi was so angry that he blew his beard.

The old monster Wanluo looked around, but no one said goodbye, so he had to come to the old man Huqin and said to Qiaoqiao: "It's okay to beat him, scold him, don't really kill him... The best way is to follow him, eat him, drink him, and give birth to a few babies for him, and annoy him every day..." Then he came to Chu Taishang, looked at Chu Ci who was kneeling and sobbing, and whispered: "You are the same!"

Junior Zhu Nanzhan was already crying at this time, feeling inexplicably sad and sad, but feeling very powerless.

Their cultivation level is that the higher ones have just reached the threshold of the golden elixir, and the most powerful ones are like Li Hongyi, but they are in the middle realm of the golden elixir and are not enough to break through the ten formations of Fengchan Mountain. Moreover, they joined the various sects in Shenzhou four years ago, and their life lamps were all in the hands of the sects, but they could not interfere at all. Otherwise, the sects behind them would immediately be able to control them and resist.

The five elders of Daxueshan also smiled at each other after confessing their funeral.

"My fellow Taoists, let's set up the Dao Nanzhan, we are the Fifth Patriarch. The opportunity to be famous for eternity is right in front of us. Let's leave now?"

"Okay, I was considered a frog in the well before, but now I have to learn about the secret method of Shenzhou!"

"Old Huqin, you said that the old monster Wanluo is the number one in the Chu realm, I am not convinced..."

"Chu Taishang, you old bastard, have been planning for the rest of your life. If you have the ability, can you come out with some real skills and let me see it?"

The five elders walked up the rugged and winding path behind the mountain gate that led to the top of the mountain, laughing and shouting, and their voices gradually faded.

"Haha, I'll show you my real skills first. When you break through the barrier, I will fight the people who protect the formation!"

On the path, about three miles away, the first turn was shrouded in a cloud of smoke. The mystery inside was uncertain, and the sword intent was sequential. It was the first formation in the ten formations of Fengshan Mountain, and it was also the first level. The five elders came to this first level. Long Jianting, the sword-washing courtyard in Daxue Mountain, laughed loudly and shouted: "Southernly, the Chu Domain, the owner of the sword-washing courtyard in Daxue Mountain, Long Jianting, come to knock on the gate!"

An old voice also came from the smoke and clouds: "The Ku Haiyun family, the great elder Yun Yao, led a hundred sword cultivators here to guard the pass!"

"Yun Family?"
Chapter completed!